Reduced to writing doggerel coz my brain has imploded in the sky. Or exploded insky me. I’m not sure. Boom-boom. Chickenfart in any case.
Danny La Rue
loves chicken vindaloo
I know this to be true
because so do you.
What really turns on my screw
is wondering if Winnie the Pooh
loves his vindaloo too
or whether it races straight on through
#30 — another good candidate for dodgy rhyming poetry (might even get time to have a refresh-me-up shower this hower.)